Alpha Dom and His Human Surrogate by Caroline Above Story

#Chapter 340 – Rea*surance

Ella

We all go a little pale, I think, as we consider the possibility that Cora, too, is an accidental – or not so accidental – surrogate.

“I’m sure that’s not true,” I say suddenly, shaking my head but a little shaken – I admit – by the idea that the baby was conceived during a storm that basically forced Roger and Cora off the road and into an empty room with not much in it besides a bed. It seems…a little too convenient to be chance, didn’t it?

“This is your baby, Cora,” I say with a*surance, knowing it to be true.

“She’s right,” Roger says, nodding at Cora without doubt in his eyes. “You are this baby’s mother, and I’m its father, and that’s the end of the story. All right?”

Cora nods, but I can see her hesitate still.

“We’ll get answers, Cora,” Sinclair says quietly. “I agree with Ella and Roger – but if you’d like, we can consult the elders, like we did when we wanted information on how Ella was pregnant.”

“Oh,” she says, her eyebrows going up “Yes, can we do that? That would be great.”

Sinclair nods, giving her a little smile and letting her know that he’ll set it up as soon as can be arranged. I realize something and gasp with excitement, bouncing a little on the bed.

“Maybe you’re a wolf, Cora!” I say, “like me! Maybe you just didn’t realize it! Maybe the same thing happened!”

“No, Ella,” Cora says, laughing at my excitement a little. “Our mother made it very clear to me on the temple steps that day – two daughters, one wolf, one human. I’m the human.”

“Oh,” I say, suddenly disappointed. But I take a deep breath and dismiss the thought, wrapping my arms around my sister’s shoulders and pressing my cheek to hers. “Well, whatever!” I say, cheerful. “Whatever this baby’s genetic makeup is, I’m excited. And we’ll love little ‘it‘ so much.”

putting his head in my lap, resting the baby on the bed

at him, curious. “Why do you think the baby’s

“If the baby were half human, it maybe makes some kind of logical sense that you only have access to half of the kind of link you would have with a baby who was genetically all

then he looks at Cora and smirks. “I have a weak

on happier conversational ground again. “I think it’s cool that we don’t know

to know Rafe’s,” Sinclair reminds me. “I seem to remember you tackling me in excitement

there’s something good about

my attention back to her and I see her looking at Roger, grinning at the clear

sigh “It’s not usual for wolves to wait to know

you that it’s Christmas but then having to wait six months to

to give him a little shove.

accuses, her grin deepening. “You won’t

smirks at Cora, rueful, but doesn’t

hands flying to my heart. “A lovely

Sinclair reminds me, laughing as

I agree, shooting him a very tiny glare before turning back

girl.”

both?” he asks, confused but laughing

just can!” Everyone is laughing now and I turn to

“Back me up

quirking a little smile at me. “I’m team girl. If we have a boy I’m handing it immediately off to

off and be done

you leaning towards a girl,” Sinclair asks, amused

she shrugs. “Boys just get football. And turtles.” She